Redhawk Caldera for however long it takes

When the lake began to curve, Peregrine didn't follow it. He forged ahead in a perfectly straight line, walking slowly but purposefully away from his home. When a pale shadow glided up behind him, he remained utterly oblivious. Even when Luke called his name, he didn't do much more than twitch. Otherwise, he ignored it, as if he hadn't heard it. More than likely, it hadn't really registered with him.

But after perhaps two more minutes, he suddenly slowed, then stopped. Peregrine's features shifted into an expression of confusion. He looked around himself, eyes dim, and finally caught sight of the ghost at his heels. Slowly, he pivoted around to face Luke, his face smoothing out like black marble.

"M... you..." he mumbled, voice barely audible. His tail gave a twitch and his ears fell back, though he said nothing more.